After being set upon by Imperial agents and left in the woods to die, Luke Skywalker, the secret son of late and unlamented Lord Vader, is rescued by Captain Karrde, a notorious smuggler, and the mysterious Miss Mara Jade. He soon discovers that Miss Jade was once the ward of the former Emperor, and that she desires nothing more than to see him dead. Meanwhile, Admiral Thrawn’s fleet gathers off the coast and no one knows which way the tide of war will turn…
Inferior Si be like:
"I let Ne do whatever it wants most of the time but I WILL pick out every single ion of olives out of my food if they forget to leave it out."
Inferior Ne be like:
"Yeah Si is in control but never underestimate my ability to jump in during a serious event and make you laugh uncontrollably out of nowhere."
Inferior Se be like:
"Yeah Ni I know, long term plans and all, but I want those diamond-covered 5,000 dollar shoes we'll have no use for whatsoever. And I won't stop nagging you until you buy them."
Inferior Ni be like:
"Se, I know you live in the moment but I'll just point out that if you carry this out you'll probably die a painful death, cause the third world war and doom us as a race. With no evidence whatsoever, I just got a feeling about this."
Inferior Te be like:
"Fi may be the boss but I will never cease to make you argue to death about whether or not this completely trivial and unnecessary fact is right or not."
Inferior Fi be like:
"Te may make you act all cold and rational but I made you go on an emotional rampage when someone said your OTP is ridiculous. And I will do it again."
Inferior Ti be like:
"What's that Fe? You wanna comfort your crying friend? ...Hey, what is existence? Why is space limitless? Are we alone in the universe? Why don't you think about that instead of listening to your friend's worries?"
Inferior Fe be like:
"Ti makes sure you usually don't pay attention to other people but if a shop personnel is rude to you I'll make you reflect on it for days. And probably cry."
Alright, so I wanted to do another maxis match pair of shoes for you all but I couldn’t think of any so I asked @plumbbobbseytwins and she asked for these! and she’s a babe, so who am I to deny her? Okay, so let’s see… there are 20 swatches, a custom thumbnail and the mesh is included. As per usual all credit goes to @madlensims for their amazing meshes.
Send your requests HERE(please only send one shoe request at a time. too many overwhelms me!) You can also message me if you would like. It’s better if you request offline, so I can ask you specifics you might want, or if there’s an issue I can let you know. I also like to have people who requested test them out!
Anon: could you write a stiles x reader with 4 and 16? thanks so much!
4: “Is that my shirt?”
16: “Just shut up and kiss me”
Going out into the woods with Stiles to “investigate” wasn’t such a good idea in the first place, but going with into the woods with Stiles to “investigate” with a huge crush and the rainy weather was an even worse idea.
We walked around in raincoats holding flashlights for about two hours, and didn’t leave until we both fell into a giant mud puddle. Lucky for Stiles, he had on more to protect him from the elements than I did.
I spent the entire way back to his house in mud covered jeans and rain-soaked shoes. All I wanted to do was go home and take a shower. And to forget how much I just embarrassed myself in front of him.
When we got back to the Stilinski house, I ran to my car in hopes of speeding home, but my two flat tires ruined my plan. Stiles saw the damage to my car and ran over to me with an umbrella.
“Let’s go inside, you’re gonna get sick standing out here” he shouted.
I grabbed a bag from my car, and then we made our way to the house. Even covered in mud, he still made butterflies erupt in my stomach.
He led me inside and to the bathroom, giving me a set of towels.
“You might feel better after a warm shower, and I can wash wash your muddy clothes for you. I’m so sorry I dragged you out there, not exactly a romantic spot” he rambled on, catching himself after the end of his sentence.
Flustered he spoke again “Just, um, leave your c-clothes outside the door or something and I’ll come get them”. He quickly shut the door behind him, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I turned on the shower and waited for the water to get warm. Romantic? Does he like me too?
Thoughts swirled in my mind as I rinsed the murky muddy water out of my hair.
I stepped out of the shower and threw on the sweats I had in my bag. After slowly opening the bathroom door, I saw a nearby door open with the light on. As I approached it, I heard Stiles whispering to someone on the phone.
All I could make out was “..yeah she’s in the shower” and “what do i even do”. Was he talking about me? I heard a quick “gotta go” from Stiles just before I walked in the room, his face was flushed.
“Uh, hey y/n, I put your clothes in the wash… actually let me go check on them” he said quickly before exiting the room. He left me alone, again, this time in his bedroom. I look curiously around the room at all the books and red string.
On his dresser was a pile of neatly folded clothes, my favorite blue t-shirt of his laying right on top. I ran my fingers over the fabric, thinking about how soft it would be against me. The shirt I had on was drenched in water from my hair, so why not? I had a semi-plausible excuse, right?
I slipped it onto my body and I was immediately enveloped by the scent of Stiles. I was so distracted by the smell that I almost didn’t hear the footsteps behind me. I turned just as Stiles entered through the doorway. His mouth was open, and was speechless for a few seconds.
“Is that my shirt?” he asked quietly.
Not being able to read the expression on his face, I began to feel embarrassed.
“Uh, y-yeah, mine got soaked from my hair. I hope this is okay, I mean I can change if you want” I sputtered out.
“No” he answered quickly, “you uh, you look great”.
A blush began to creep up on my cheeks as he made his way closer to me, my now clean clothes in his hands. They fell to the floor as both of Stiles’s hands come to cradle my head. His breaths were shallow and his tongue peeked out of his mouth to lick his plump pink lips.
He brought his face closer to mine and his soft lips met mine. We stood there for what felt like ages, and his face was flushed when we broke for air.
“You really do look good in my shirts” he chuckled “you should wear them more often”.
“Oh, just shut up and kiss me” I replied, before our lips met again.
Maybe the mud isn’t such a bad thing after all.
Writer’s Note: Thank you for the request anon! I hope you like it! -M
lonely anon here, you're probably my favorite writer and the only tumblr I check on a regular basis, keep up the good work. also I'm jealous of your scepter 4 swag, how did you get your hands on it?
Thanks anon! My favorite place for Scepter 4 swag is Super Groupies – they specialize in what I like to think of as ‘stealth anime merchandise’ and they’ve done several K collaborations, my favorites being the S4 watch and the S4 purse. Daily Dream Closet also did a recent K collaboration featuring a long S4-like hoodie (and I bought all three aforementioned things because I am a sucker and went out in an entire Scepter 4-inspired outfit). Neither place ships overseas but can be purchased from pretty easily using a shopping service. For most of my K merch I just keep an eye out on Tumblr and Twitter when it’s announced, check sites like AmiAmi and CDJapan first to see if there’s an option to buy from a site that does have US shipping and if not go the shopping service route. You can also always check Yahoo Japan auctions for things too, there’s a lot of stuff that’s sold out that can still be found there (I’ve been tempted by Super Groupies S4 hoodie a couple times but it’s expensive and the S4 logo is awfully tiny, I don’t want to pay that much for what’s basically a plain blue hoodie with a teeny logo).
the night sky makes me feel very small, you know? no matter what i do, no matter what problems i cause, i am a microscopic speck upon a speck in the galaxy, itself an irrelevant dot within the unknowable universe.
it's a nihilistic comfort. also it stops me from worrying about paperwork due dates.
hey, look, a shooting star. make a wish.
i wished for a new pair of boots. you?
boone, without hesitation:
ranch down in baja territories out on the water, coupla dogs, handful of brahmin, maybe build a boat. good guy to share it with. wants a family too, maybe three. get fat and old together, keep 'em all safe.
i mostly just wanted shoes without electrical tape holding them together, but i guess that's good too.
Being a superhero was pretty great, Marinette had decided. It had helped her learn to manage time better, so she wouldn’t miss school, hanging out with friends, or her duties. She was pretty great at juggling different opportunities, if she did say so herself.
What she wasn’t so great at was finding spots to transform, and that wasn’t exactly her fault. People were everywhere! She lived in Paris, one of the biggest tourist attractions, and it wasn’t like you could just find that many areas with absolutely no people! Sometimes she just had to make do with what she had.
The results of that weren’t always so stellar. Sometimes she hid behind a tree thinner than her, and other times she dived behind a slotted bench, very well aware of the fact that it was poor cover. But, like she knew, she had to risk her identity and use her environment or she’d never have the chance to transform.
Really, she should’ve been prepared for the day someone found her out, but there she was, gawking at Juleka, who just stared back. She tried to say something several times, but each time, her words failed her.
Juleka broke the ice first.
“That… makes a lot of sense,” she said, a smile forming on her lips. She even looked a little impressed.
For @vitariesocks because he’s literally the sweetest person on this planet and it’s his fault I’m so into a Bronx Tale whoops.
lol so this was supposed to be short and sappy and sweet but that didn’t happen as it just kept going and going.
I haven’t edited this or anything, but it’s based off a couple songs from A Bronx Tale. You don’t have to know the Cast recording to understand the story, but if you give it a listen after reading this that would be swell because it’s an amazing musical.
Anyway on with the story!!!
Truth be told, Davey loved selling with Jack. The boy’s charismatic personality, strong jaw line, and breath taking smile were just a plus of him being the best Newsie.
Besides, Les always had a wonderful judge of character and he attached to Jack like a leach.
If anyone asked though, he just hung out with Jack all day because Les wanted to. That was the only reason.
I have to stop punishing myself for mistakes I make. Not that I should just let myself off the hook for making mistakes, of course, but I should be less…harsh? on myself for occasionally making errors. If I make one mistake, one completely accidental, unintended mistake, I immediately beat myself up about it and convince myself I’m a terrible, intolerable person who shouldn’t be trusted and whose perceived kindness and desire to be a good, loving person is all a front. I’ve always been this way, it’s probably why getting shouted at for something at school always terrified me into silence for days on end.
But like, sometimes I will make mistakes. Sometimes I will be wrong or I will (inadvertantly) do something shitty. And I guess that’s okay? I’m human so of course I’ll make human errors occasionally. I’m not perfect. But what’s really important, what should define me, is how I react to my mistakes. How I try to mend them. Because I always do try to figuratively clean up after myself, and that should be what drives me through.
On the other hand, one day, I’m convinced all my friends will get sick of the amount of mistakes I make and will inevitably make and just conclude that I’m a bit of a twat tbh. I don’t know if this is a self-confidence thing, but I have to be loved by everybody, I have to be accepted as a likeable person by everyone, especially people I admire. And if I keep making mistakes, I won’t be. I have to be the very essence of affability at all times, otherwise I’ll lose everyone.
So I’ve had this idea of a bracelet girls magical girls AU idea for a while now… (which is basically serenadeshipping because… you know why not)
Basically the four girls are magical girls and their bracelets are their transformation jewels. Serena was the first to become a magical girl and she encounters Yuzu along the way. I’m not totally sure how Rin and Ruri are going to get their powers yet (I’m leaning on the idea that their bracelets were stolen but they’re still around, or someone is going around capturing the girls.. but I want to include them and I already have part of the outfits thought up so)
The yuu boys have a big role in this too, of course, but I have to flesh that idea out more I think ahhhhh
I’m not sure how I feel about Serena’s outfit thus far but… it’ll do for now :’)